[One Piece] Tianlong people can't say no

There will also be some sassy remarks that do not conform to the image of the cold.

But what he said at the moment is really naked coquettish!

"Isn't it? You really want to be my father?" I withdrew my hand with complicated eyes—the man put his hand on my head directly, with a paternal caress (Bah!)

"Hmph, I'm not that old." A smile appeared in his eyes: "If you call me brother, it will be very interesting to see red hair next time."

Hey, restrain yourself a little!You educated bastard!

Shanks is one year older than me, and four years younger than Mihawk. If Mihawk is to be my elder brother, wouldn't it just take advantage of Shanks' generation?

Unexpectedly, I did not expect, Mihawk, you also have the attribute of black belly.

"Although your current strength is much better than before, it is still not superior in this sea. Practice more and find your own sword heart. Next time I meet, I don't want the disciple I teach to be a waste of no progress. "

After the filter of love at first sight is weakened, I often feel that it is not good to get too familiar with Mihawk.

Has he ever realized that I am his suitor, a beautiful young girl! (In my heart I will always be a young and beautiful girl!)

Forget it, I guess all living beings are equal in his eyes.

There is a country in the South China Sea that practices a religion of inaction and action. Has Mihawk been to it before and was personally taught by the elders of the religion?

Carrying a suitcase as my regular partner, which seemed to have infinite space inside, I was sent by Mihawk to an island where merchant ships would pass by.

"See you next time, Mihawk!" I couldn't help hugging him.

Mihawk straightened his hat: "See you next time, girl West Asia."

The boat with unique Mihawk's personal characteristics gradually disappeared at the junction of the sea and the sky, and I half-closed my eyes melancholy: West Asia girl?After all, he still wants to be my father and brother level.

The sky is blue, the sea is blue, the sun is above, the branches of the trees are moving slightly with the breeze, and the small port is far away from the busy city. The sky is just right when viewed from a 45-degree angle.

"Meet you again, Miss Constancia." A familiar lazy voice came from behind.

I was still looking up at the sky on the shore, feeling sad for this tragic love that ended without a disease, and I subconsciously turned my head when I heard it.

"Huh? Mr. Marco?"

The one who called me at the back was indeed Marco from the Whitebeard Pirates. He was still wearing the unbuttoned shirt showing his strong abs and the logo of the Whitebeard Pirates. His eyes seemed to never wake up. , but the tone is modest and polite.

I walked and talked with him.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Marco, why are you also on this island?"

The last time I met Marco under the leadership of Mihawk, this time Mihawk also randomly picked an island with boats for me, but I didn't expect to meet again.

Be honest, Hawkeye Mihawk, do you have the radar of the Whitebeard Pirates?

Marko smiled at me gently, which is probably the most obvious difference between him and Kuzan.

If Kuzan saw an unfamiliar friend who had met once, he would just continue to say hello lazily in a half-asleep attitude.Of course, under that superficial attitude he was actually staying sane.

Tsk, scheming bitch (no)

But Marco didn't hesitate to give me a smile.

When we met before, his attitude was relatively gentle, and now he always gives people a comfortable feeling when we meet.

Marco is wearing a blue floral shirt today, not to mention, it suits him quite well.

The floral shirt did not conceal Marco's gentle and steady temperament, but it set it off harmoniously anyway.

I observed him openly this time, and he didn't take offense.

This actually makes me feel a little strange, as one of the three emperors, Whitebeard's crew, or Whitebeard's son, is also a famous big pirate, but he has goodwill towards me, a stranger on the second side.

Could it be that I'm too weak so he doesn't worry about me being a threat?

Perhaps my attitude was too obvious, so he walked slowly: "Miss Constancia, don't be too anxious, I just think you have a good eye."

While being soothed by this seemingly polite remark, I also noticed his oral habit from time to time.

Ah, is this the characteristic of the strong?

I think of Cousin Dover's iconic "咈咈咈", and the wretched uncle next to him's "I said I said" and "Hey hey hey", or Polusalino's "Yeah~"... …

Sure enough, all the strong men in this sea have their own oral addictions.

Do I want one too?

Marco didn't know that my mind could wander anytime and anywhere, but he woke me up just right: Is Miss Constancia hungry?How about we go have a meal first? "

We just walked outside a restaurant, and it was just noon, I covered my stomach and nodded: "Okay, but don't keep calling me by my full name, just call me Xiya."

Marco smiled back at me: "Okay, Sia, you can just call me by my name."

"Okok! Marco, you're in for a treat~" I didn't care and quickly drew closer. Anyway, I have no threat or value to him. Isn't it good to just be friends?

In this way, Marco and I sat by the window and ate barbecue.

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Life is a long journey, and some people are destined not to just be silent passers-by in your life.

one-one-one-one

"So, Sia, you've been learning from Hawkeye all this time." Marco picked a piece of grilled tenderloin onto my plate. He was really a gentleman, so gentleman that I was not used to it.

Damn, obviously I am also a nobleman, why do I feel that I am not used to the etiquette of a gentleman? !Go wild, go wild (cover your face)

"Yeah." I can't reveal too much, but since Marco has seen me and Mihawk together, it's not impossible to talk about some things - last time he used his sense of knowledge to sense that he was standing outside the store. Mihawk is up.

"Because I'm just an ordinary person. I've been taken care of by Mihawk a lot during this time, so I'm ashamed if I don't know a little bit of swordsmanship."If it hadn't been for Mihawk asking me to practice... Of course, now I have readily accepted this practice.

Marco nodded slightly, then fell silent.

In such a quiet atmosphere of eating, I feel that the atmosphere is a bit awkward, and my hands and feet are unnaturally dawdling.I squinted out the window as I ate the grilled meat with dipping sauce, as if it was such a wonderful view outside.

Marco seemed to laugh in a low voice, but I didn't realize it. After a few seconds, I peeked at him and found that he was staring at me with a half-smile.

I suddenly looked away: Mom, what is he looking at me for?

I continued to eat while looking out the window, the silver-haired old man with a hunched waist, the runny-nosed child who was being led by a dog, the strong man or pirate walking together with shoulders and shoulders.

Suddenly my eyes met with a man passing by. He may have just been scanning the surrounding environment, and the moment he met me, he narrowed his eyes.

His smile made me feel uncomfortable, and I turned my head away from looking out the window.

Marco is actually very knowledgeable. After we finished our meal and sat on our seats to digest and rest, he introduced many rich and interesting topics to chat with me. This time our communication was no longer so dry and embarrassing.Listening to Marco's smooth and comfortable explanation, I feel very happy.

We walked together for a while more, but he still had things to do—when I asked him at first he said that Whitebeard's Island was nearby, and that this island was nearby and might have what he was looking for as well.

After we separated, I walked along the main road, and suddenly felt a little lonely when people came and went.

I walked towards the port with my head down, and my thoughts had already flown to various places—what is Kuzan doing now?What is Grandpa Cap doing?I haven't contacted Windmill Village for several months. I don't know how you are?

I felt a little sad for no reason, but suddenly I saw a shadow on the ground.

behind me!

I subconsciously pulled out the dagger that Mihawk gave me to hang around my waist, turned around and swiped vigorously while avoiding the attacks of the people behind me.

According to my superficial evaluation of Mihawk's swordsmanship, it is domineering and calm, simple and sharp, and unstoppable.He once commented on me as a slippery little loach, and a move was played by me from a different angle.

I take this as a compliment!

At this moment, I found an angle to fight back. The man may not have expected that I could avoid it, and his movements were a little flustered.

I recognized his face, he was the man who looked at me with a big smile.

My whole body was tense, and my mind turned rapidly: Why did he stare at me?It looked unlikely to be someone from the Navy or the government.Pirates?Pirates are also unlikely...

"Who are you?" I still chose to ask him.

He showed that intrusive and wretched smile again: "Pretty lady, what do you remember about my name~" He stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, and made a sucking sound.

nausea!

"You saw me just now~ Hee hee hee hee hee hee! It's so pretty, your red hair is so beautiful and you look very enthusiastic~" He was not afraid of me holding a sword in his hand at all, and his words became more and more explicit .

"I got goosebumps when I saw you! Now that I look at you up close, your skin is really white~ It's white and tender. Your eyes are also pretty, and your hair is also pretty. Suck~ My luck is really good today."

Disgusting!I unconsciously took two steps back, wanting to stay away from him.

I actually met a pervert.

I took the initiative to attack with a cold face.Those who insulted me with such foul language must make him pay the price.

This should be my first time fighting alone, although this time there is no Mihawk watching